Arc VI Chapter 6


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    <strong>Arc VI Chapter 6


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    Asami pulled out two shuriken and attacked. The shuriken left her hand, covered in fire. She would gift Shikamarulike his fathertwo nice scars.Taken by surprise, Skimaru dodged, missing his head.


    Shikamaru bent backwards and evaded the iing shuriken. His athleticismsaved him froman unpleasant experience. The shuriken struck the wall and cut through the stone like butter. Her beloved shuriken were sharp, and they werefast. He should better avoid them.Her shuriken caused some nasty wounds.


    Shikamaru jumped upafter surviving her initial attack. “Nice try. Next time ... Shit!” He jumped right into her next salvo and paid the price.


    “...” Shikamaru grittedhis teethand rolled sidewardsto escapethe worst. Three shuriken missed their mark, but the fourth shuriken grazed his shoulder. The spikesslit open his vest and the flesh below.A cauterized cut running across his shoulder. He got lucky,the wound didn''t go deep.Perhaps,he shouldn’t have baited her.Luring her into the range of his shadows didn’t work. Asami didn’t bite his bait. Instead, he pissed her off.


    “...” Shikamaru clicked his tongue, his eyes focused on the enemy. This was going to be aplicated match. Stupid Asami and her stupid shuriken. They were really getting on his nerves.


    “Shikamaru-kun, I am not finished yet.” Asami''s lips formed a smile. Her hands presented six additionalshuriken. More little toys to y with.“I have enoughshuriken to spare.We cancontinue with our target practice.”


    “...” Shikamaru glimpsed sidewards. The trees. They were close. He had to get out of here. Hiding was the best option.Heducked and dodged another friendly shuriken.


    Asami was spinning ashuriken around her index finger. ying with people was so much fun.“Are we trying to hide? Nota good idea.”


    “...” Shikamru red, hiding his annoyance. Asami knew, but how?


    Asami giggled, tilting her head. “Shikamaru-kun, you are way easier to read than you think. Your unsteady breathing, your tensed up muscles, your erratic eye movements, your twitching fingers, they betray you. Do you, perhaps, feel nervous?”


    “...” Shikamaru frowned and resorted to his smoke bombs.Asami didn’t disappoint, the girl was still as annoying as back then at the academy, if not worse.The years treated her kindly. How annoying.


    Hethrew his smoke bombs. It was time for a tactical retreat.Facing the princess on open ground was suicidal.Concealed by his smokescreen, Shikamaru ran, buta polished kunai intercepted him and blocked his way.The kunai missed him miserably, but not so the attachedexplosive tag.He was withinthe st radius. Dammit.


    Shikamaru elerated and left his protective smoke screen, only to begreetedby a burning sensation cutting through his legs.The pain cut deepand made himtrip. Unable to move, he crashed onto the dusty ground.A single shuriken was stuck into the wall. Purple firecoatedthe surface and blood dripped from the spikes. The little thing nearly amputated him.


    Adrenaline shot through his veins, but he endured the pain.How the fuck did she locatehim. Her two attacks were perfectlytimeddespitethe smoke.


    Asamigrinned in a sense of pure schadenfreude. Her tender heart enjoyed his suffering. Shikamaru was a naughty little boy, and he deserved some punishment.“Be careful where you go, Shikamaru. The world of ninja is a dangerousce.”


    Asami confronted Shikamaru. Hersmall figure approachedhis broken body, herck eyes looking down on himwith a glimmer of purple inside.“Shikamaru, do you remember your words?Didn’t you say you wouldn’t lose to a girl? And now you lie herein thedust. Do you still think you can win? Or do you recognise the hopelessness of your situation?”


    “...” Shikamaru fell silent.


    Asami waited for an answer. She waited, and waited, and waited, but Shikamaru refused to respond. Ultimately, she offered him her hand together with a smile. “Do you need any help, Shikamaru? We don''t need to fight any more. It''s time to end this match.”


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